Week 38- Heather Ouellette-Cygan

Posted: December 19, 2011 in Heather Ouellette-Cygan, Week 38

The saga continues. Below is the second half of Chapter One from my As of Yet Untitled Young Adult Novel.




The big day finally arrived. It was Sunday, the day they would being their new life. It was a two-day drive from Otter Creek, Kentucky, to Southfield, New Hampshire. They would spend a night in a hotel on the way.

“Do you have everything?” asked Aida as she wiped some grime off of her face with her apron. “Uncle Bill is ready to drive the truck if you do.”

“Yep, I just checked every corner of this place,” replied Corey.

“Let’s go,” said the tired mother as she ran towards the door that led out of the house they had called home for the past three years. “I’m ready to leave this hell-hole of a town.”

They ran out and jumped into their new station wagon anxious to reach their new home.

They reached their destination Wednesday afternoon.

“Think Uncle Bill will be worried about us?” asked Corey as she got out of the stuffy station wagon. “He probably got here yesterday.”

“He didn’t have a fifteen-year-old and a five-year-old girl with him,” replied her mother. “Here he comes now.”

“Thought you’d never get here,” he said as he stepped down the front steps of the small, white, one-floor house.”

“Well, we did,” replied Aida. “Did you get the furniture in the house okay?”

“You betcha,” was the uncle’s reply. “I had some guys from over at the pool house help me.”

“Did you see any kids around here?” asked Nina in a tired voice.

“I saw lots of kids here,” he answered. “Both of your ages, too. The neighborhood’s just crawling with them.”

“Well, tomorrow you can meet them. Tonight, let’s just get this stuff out of the car, then go in and get something to eat.”

“I hate to put a damper on things, Aida, but you have NO food,” said Bill.

“Do you know where a store is?” asked Corey, her first words since she arrived at her new home.

“Yes, as a matter of fact, I do,” answered Bill. “I will run and get something if you like.”

“No, I saw a pizza place just a minute from here. Why don’t you girls get cleaned up and we’ll go there,” suggested their mother.

“Sounds good to me,” said Cordelia as she picked up a suitcase with her only available arm. She walked up the stone walkway, up the front steps and into her new home.


In an hour, everyone was ready to go. Corey put on a pair of jeans and a polo shirt, then her fall jacket over that. She wanted to cover her cast a bit.

The four of them piled into the station wagon and headed for the Southfield House of Pizza.

When they entered it, they found it was a place of little glamour. Video games lined the wall. Beer mirrors were hung up along the (color) walls. The tables had no table-clothes, yet it was cozy. they found a table near a wall and decided what to order.


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